Only three seconds? He's already the Lord of All Realms, so it doesn't matter.

Early in the morning, Ye Xuan took the bus to Gaoquanshan as usual.

It's still that mountaintop viewing platform, still that short stone pillar, still the place for cultivating spiritual energy.

This has become his daily routine; he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't practice every day.

When the rewards of one's efforts meet one's expectations, diligence will naturally outweigh laziness; Ye Xuan felt as if he had returned to his student days, where he only needed to maintain relatively simple self-discipline to achieve good results.

"Put Hong Tianzhang aside for now."

Hongtian Palm, as a palm martial art that uses internal energy to transform into qi, is profound in its precise control of qi, which can condense into a small whirlwind.

Ye Xuan had already figured this out; continuing to waste time on it wouldn't lead to much progress.

After cultivating his spiritual power, he followed a small path known only to the locals and arrived at the undeveloped side of Gaoquan Mountain.

He pulled out several sheets of A4 paper from his pocket, which were densely covered with graphics and text.

"Lightning Finger" and "True Qi Transforms into Flame"

In the world of martial arts, both of these martial arts are considered to be of a high level, and the only difference is that they require internal energy.

The world of cultivation has spiritual energy, while the world of martial arts has true energy transformed from internal force.

Ye Xuan first opened the copy of "Lightning Finger Technique" and carefully read it, memorizing the external finger techniques and the internal power circulation methods.

He extended his senses in all directions, remaining vigilant to prevent anyone from discovering him.

Having completed all the preparations, he began his first practice of the lightning-inducing finger technique.

Bring your index and middle fingers together and rotate them continuously to guide the body's energy to flow regularly through the meridians, eventually converging at the fingertips.

If it is martial arts true qi, then the qi condensed at the fingertips is colorless and transparent.

However, since Ye Xuan's body contained spiritual energy, the resulting effect was a touch of cyan.

Feeling the power gathering at his fingertips, Ye Xuan didn't rush to unleash his skills, but instead extended his perception to the horizon.

Within a radius of about six kilometers, the sky was clear and cloudless.

"This is difficult."

Ye Xuan could only control the power of the Lightning Finger while searching for a place where rain clouds were gathering nearby.

"Lightning-Attracting Finger" is not a Taoist technique. The so-called lightning-attracting technique is to use powerful energy to draw lightning from the sky to a target point.

However, this requires some kind of thunder!

If there are no dark clouds or lightning nearby, then even a skilled cook can't cook without rice.

Ye Xuan quickly found a town twenty kilometers away. The town was covered in dark clouds, and a sudden gust of wind was blowing, so it was going to rain soon.

He used his free left hand to re-establish the power of the lightning-summoning finger above the town.

A small blue cloud formed, and in the upper dark clouds, a ghastly white light would occasionally flash, followed by rolling thunder.

The next moment, Ye Xuan, far away on the top of Gaoquan Mountain, clashed the power of his fingertips together.

A flash of white light suddenly appeared in the clear sky above Gaoquan Mountain, followed by a deafening roar of thunder!

"boom!"

The crackling electricity exploded in the air without a target. Ye Xuan withdrew his senses and focused them on the city streets.

The thunder on a clear day did indeed puzzle many people, but after only one clap, people looked up and then went back to their own business.

Ye Xuan calmed himself down. "It seems that I'll have to choose a rainy day to practice from now on."

Looking at the scattered copies of "The Lightning Finger" on the ground, he said with delight:

"Another pinnacle!"

The most difficult aspect of this martial art to master is drawing upon the lightning within one's surroundings to one's own advantage.

According to records in the Scripture Pavilion, even the founder of this finger technique could only affect an area within a radius of ten kilometers at most.

As for Ye Xuan, as long as there is spiritual energy of heaven and earth as a medium for transmission, he can use it freely, not to mention twenty kilometers, even thousands of miles away!

Riding on his excitement and the momentum of his success, Ye Xuan carefully put away the copy of "Lightning Finger" and looked at "True Qi Transforms into Flame".

Using one's own true energy to create flames sounds simpler.

Ye Xuan followed the method he had copied, releasing his spiritual energy to envelop his entire body.

Soon, a layer of shimmering blue firelight, like an oil film, appeared on his skin.

However, the temperature of this flame was very low, fluctuating around 45 degrees Celsius, which is far from that of a real flame.

This was already the result of his overwhelming spiritual power. If it were a martial artist who had just acquired true qi, the flames he created for the first time would only be around twenty degrees Celsius.

Things that seem simple often have a complex side.

Ye Xuan withdrew his spiritual power, cleaned up the scene, and it was already noon.

He chewed on the bread he had brought, and after going down the mountain, he took a taxi directly to the martial arts school.

Last night at dinner, his parents told him that the martial arts school was busy today, and that he could come and visit if he wasn't too busy.

When the car stopped at the entrance of the martial arts school, Ye Xuan saw a crowd gathered there, completely blocking the entrance.

He squeezed into the martial arts gym. Today was a holiday, and most of the people there were his familiar neighbors, as well as a few young people wearing training clothes from elsewhere.

He came to his parents' side and saw two rather familiar faces.

"Hey, you're back."

This is your Uncle Zhang, and Xiaohan...

Oh dear, these two kids seem so distant now, but they used to fight naked in the yard every day when they were little.

Ye Xuan's parents' words elicited laughter from everyone present, while he gazed at the graceful girl in front of him.

The face looked increasingly familiar, and when he saw the name, he was immediately reminded of his childhood.

His hometown is a martial arts village, where he grew up. This girl named Zhang Han also comes from a martial arts family and was Ye Xuan's good childhood playmate.

Who doesn't have a childhood sweetheart?

Zhang Han's transformation made Ye Xuan sigh at how much a girl can change as she grows up.

After we parted ways for junior high, I remembered her as a short, chubby little tiger girl. Now she's so tall and thin, only a little chubby in the right places...

If Ye Xuan hadn't been handsome since childhood, he might have felt a little inferior this time, and even wouldn't dare to look people in the eye.

"Hello, Uncle Zhang." He bowed slightly to Uncle Zhang, who was standing next to his father.

Facing Zhang Han, he smiled and said in a humble yet assertive manner, "Zhang Han, it's been a long time."

Having not seen each other for many years, their childhood friendship had grown distant. After a simple greeting, they didn't exchange any further words.

Ye Xuan learned about the current situation. Uncle Zhang's martial arts school was located in the north, and he was here today to meet with his friends during the holiday.

In fact, the martial arts of their two families share the same roots, having both originally learned from the same master...

If the two families meet not at home, then the exchange and discussion session is definitely essential.

Filming videos of disciples from both martial arts schools exchanging skills and exchanging techniques, and then posting them online, can also serve as a way to promote each school.

These days, it's tough to run a business, let alone something like a martial arts school, which isn't suited to the fast-paced modern world.

Even the purest person still needs to eat, right?

After discussing it, the leaders of both sides decided that, given their age, they would definitely not take action personally.

So each side sent three disciples, including Ye Xuan and Zhang Han.

I heard that Zhang Han is different from me. While balancing her studies, she also practices martial arts and is now the president of the university's martial arts club.

"How do we fight this?"

Ye Xuan had no interest in watching the battles between his disciples. He was thinking about his sparring match with Zhang Han: should he feign innocence or go all out?

Even though it's supposed to be a friendly competition, deliberately pretending to be a noob and losing doesn't seem very respectful to the other person.

……

Time flew by, and the sparring between the disciples had ended, with each having their own wins and losses. Now it was their turn.

"Choose one."

As soon as Zhang Han entered the arena, he pointed to the wooden railing on the side where various weapons were stored.

Both martial arts traditions encompass several aspects, including fist and palm techniques, staff fighting, and knife skills.

Zhang Han knew that Ye Xuan had recently lost his job and had started practicing martial arts again, so he let him choose the one he was currently best at.

You're a really nice person.

Ye Xuan relayed these words back to her verbatim:

"You choose, I know a little bit about everything."